Maryland 1986
I look upon these Hard gray fields pulsing with young blood
Sweet soft flesh enveloped in denim leather and stud
I feel a hunger rising now I must feed
And Tonight I cannot fight it I'll take what I need
When the lights go down and the smoke reaches for the sky
I'll make a man out of you
And the roar of the iron horse brings the crowd alive
I'll make a man out of you
I can sense your creeping fear upon the looming dawn
Look into my eyes and soothe yourself my frightened fawn
Travels set within my mind a sea of astral fires
Yet tonight I will immerse amongst earthly desires
When the lights go down and the smoke reaches for the sky
I'll make a man out of you
And the roar of the iron horse brings the crowd alive
I'll make a man out of you